Everyone traded glances, doing the, 'OK, the kid is going out on her limb again' thing, which I hate beyond all hatingness in the…ah, nevermind..
"It's a possibility!" I continued, looking from Olivia to the Captain, hoping for support from either one of them, " I mean…come on!"
"What is your deal with getting this guy off the hook, Darlene?" Munch asked me, and eyebrow raised, "He was stalking you. He threatened your life."
"And we have his signature from his work, saying that he left the building for the day!" Fin commented, indicating with a nod into the interrogation room that the evidence he was speaking of was in the case file, " Not the brightest guy to do that, then lie to us and say he was at work with no one to support his alibi!"
"Oh, believe me, I'm not trying to get Stemple off the hook about stalking me!" I said, my gaze turning hard, "But I don't think he did anything to hurt Veronica. As nutso as it sounds….I'm starting to rethink what I said before. George may be on to something!"
There was a silence, as we all glanced at the doctor. We waited for some wise words of advice, but we were horribly let down when all the man did was yawn widely.
"I think we'll all be much clearer in the morning!" The Captain said, also trying to stifle a yawn, "Let's call it a night. Daniel will have lawyered up by tomorrow, we all know that…..Darlene, have Elliot take you home, and come here first thing in the morning. I'll call your high school personally and excuse you."
"Excellent!" I exclaimed, glad to finally be done at the precinct. Then I thought about one last thing that had been tugging at my mind, "Now,….uh…captain….about Elliot taking me home…."
WHAM! There was a heart stopping crash, and we all whipped around to see what was going on. It looked like Elliot had thrown something against the wall in his rage, and it turned out to be the chair. Stemple was shrinking down in his, looking like he was going to pee his pants as the enraged detective closed in.
"WHERE IS SHE, YOU ?" Elliot roared, advancing.
"Yeah…on second thought, why don't I take you home?" Olivia said levelly, taking me by the shoulder and shepherding me away as Don, Fin, Munch, and George burst into the room to rescue Stemple from the claws of Elliot Stabler.
